She uttered no expression of pain or surprise, but, after hearing what her brother said, looked down upon the floor, and seemed lost in meditation.
"My poor children!" such were the thoughts that passed through the mind of Mrs.Ellis.

"If I could only screen you from these dreadful consequences! If I only were the sufferer, I could bear the burden uncomplainingly.

Ah! will this cup never be full?
Is there no hope?
How earnestly I have sought to win him back again, Heaven only knows." From these reflections Mrs.Ellis was aroused by the voice of Kate, who had arisen up and was taking from a nail in the wall her bonnet and an old merino coat.
"Where is the tavern, Henry ?" said she.
"What tavern ?" answered the boy.
"The tavern where you saw father." "In Second street." "Why do you wish to know ?" inquired Mrs.Ellis.
"I will go for him.

He'll come home for me." "No--no, Kate.

Don't think of such a thing!" said Mrs.Ellis, speaking from the impulse of the moment.
"It won't be of any use," remarked Henry.